Everything unraveled,
Like cheap ribbon from a dollar store
Screaming incandescent art
Mixed with mercury and oils
You don’t need to tell me
What you’re thinking
There are no subtle whispers
Nothing speaks louder than
S I l e n c e
Or like the tiles creaking on the floor
From unfaithful exits and extra unwelcomed
Company
And I layed there, alone
Like every night’s predecessor
Wondering, who’s next to grace me
With youthful presence, light fragrance
And scratch & sniff underwear.
Author notes
dont worry this isnt really based on anything. except inspired by creaking floors and odd clothing peices
Written February 26th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- random contest, enter anything... come on in by PrInCeSs AnAsTaCiA.
400 points, ended April 1, 2006, 87 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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amazing. this was one of the good ones have seen today. keep up the good work. love always diamond.
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interesting write, thanks for the entry
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WONDERFUL POEM
A wonderful poem you have penned here. The imagery was fantastic and the backgroud really compliment this poem. Thank you for sharing. Best of luck in the contest. Take care, Sandy
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you had me worried for a minute but luckily it was just a few lines inspiring a lonely write, good stuff
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